“You’ve done enough. It’s too much.” I yell without opening the door.
“Baby, open the door.”
“No, Hawk,” I’m playing with him now.
“Hannah, I want to give you something for tonight,” he pleads. I walk over and open the door. I wanted to surprise him with my outfit but that’s ruined now. As soon as I open the door. I see him holding the blue dress from earlier. It’s beautiful. The neckline is v-neck and it’s off the shoulder.
“You didn’t,” I say touching it.
“I saw you looking at it and I wanted to buy it for you. I also got you a few other things,” he says to me holding out two bags.
“Hawk, this is too much. You’re already building me a house. I can’t take anymore,” I move to sit on the bed. I can’t stop admiring the dress. He brings me the bags he was holding.
“Open them, for me. Please,” he leans down and gives me a kiss on the lips. “I wanted to get you this,” he says softly as he stands near me.
“No more gifts Hawk. I don’t know how I’ll be able to repay you.”
“You don’t have to repay me. You’re smile alone is the best gift you can give me. You accepting me as the man I am is the cherry on top. Baby, I haven’t been this happy ever. I just want to make you happy and spoil you,” he says as he waits for me to open the bags. I don’t say anything but start opening the gifts. The first bag is a pair of shoes.
“They match perfectly with the dress,” he bought me a pair of nude strappy heels. They are beautiful. They have a red bottom too which is pretty cool.
“The sales lady said you were looking at them and tried them on. I hope they are the right size.”
I take a look at the size. “It’s the perfect size.” Thankfully, I had painted my toenails before we came. I move on to the next bag and its super light. I open it up.
“Are you sure this is for me?” I raise an eyebrow at him. “It seems like it’s more for you,” I say with a huge smile.
“Well, what can I say? I like lingerie and your ass in that, just the thought is making me hard.” He bought me two lingerie pairs. One is black lace thong and bra set and the other is a gray and black pantie and bra.
“Mhmmm,” I walk over to where he’s sitting and straddle his lap facing him.
“Thank you,” I give him a long passionate kiss.
“You’re very welcome. I hope you liked everything,” he says.
“I love it.”
He grabs my ass and lifts me. I slide down his body.
“Come now, let’s get some dinner. We have reservations in an hour,” he gives me a big kiss before breaking apart.
I run to the bathroom and slip on the black lingerie and put on the blue dress. I put on a little of my own perfume and some light makeup. I pull my hair into a loose bun at the nape of my neck. I put on the heels and head to the living room. I can hear Hawk on the phone.
I turn the corner and WOW. Hawk is standing by the window looking over the city and he’s wearing a suit. He’s leaning against the wall with his feet crossed over one another.
I whistle at him. He immediately turns and hangs up the phone. Holy shit. He looks hot. I never really see him without his cut and tonight he’s wearing grey suit pants and a white button down. He has a suit jacket on too. My goodness, what a treat.
“No cut tonight?” I ask tauntingly.
“Not tonight, baby. You look fucking hot. I’ve never seen you in heels before and damnit. I’m not sure I wanna take you out. All the men are going to be looking at you.”
“Yeah, I’m not so sure about that. You look delicious. I wish I could see you like this more,” I say.
“You don’t like my cut, baby?” Hawk pouts.
“Of course I do. I love you when you’re in your cut. You look hot but this, this is a whole different level. This is making me wet,” I say.
“Is that so?” he comes up close to me and runs a hand from my thigh up to my pussy, he takes a small dip inside me then comes back up. “You’re right,” he licks his fingers then kisses me.
“You’re so dirty,” I laugh.
“You love it,” he replies.
“Maybe,” I give him a wink. He looks at me for a moment.
“You ready to go.”
“Yup. I got everything I need.”
We walk towards the car hand in hand. Once we’re in the car we head into the middle of the city. It takes us 15 minutes to get to the restaurant. We pull up to valet and Hawks hands them his keys. He runs over to my side of the car and helps me out.
“What is this place?” I ask.
“It’s a French restaurant. The best in the city.”
We walk hand in hand through the front door. I’m immediately hit with the smell of something delicious that I can’t put my finger on mixed with vanilla. The place is very modern and crisp but warm and cozy. A beautiful, statuesque blonde woman greets us. “Welcome Mr. Gunner.”
“Hello,” Hawk greets her.
“Welcome to La Crique,” she says with a French accent. “Follow me, this way to your table.” She swings her hips in front of us and leads us to a private table with a gorgeous view.
I take a seat and Hawk sits in front of me. The host runs her fingers along his arm. “Let me know of anything I can get for you. Anything at all,” she snarks as she looks at me and then walks away. Sashaying her hips.
“Well, if she doesn’t want you then I don’t know anything,” I blurt out as I look at the menu.
“Don’t worry baby, I don’t need a stick and two fake water balloons in my life. I need you and only you.”
He never looked at her once. He actually looked annoyed with her.
“Hawk, I’m sure you get that a lot.”
“What’s that?”
“Women throwing themselves at you. I’ve seen it at the club and I’d be surprised if they didn’t do it out in public. You and all the brothers look like GQ models. You should consider doing a calendar or something and selling it. You’d make so much money once they get wind of what under those cuts,” I say looking at the menu nonchalantly.
Hawk changes the subject. “What do you feel like eating? I know you studied French and Italian cuisine, so I thought you would like this place.”
“I could eat anything right now. I’m starving.” He keeps looking at me. “Everything okay, Hawk?” I ask him.
“Yeah. You’re just so beautiful. I never realized what I was missing in life until I met you Hannah. You make me feel whole baby.”
“Awww, thanks, Hawk.”
“I’m serious, woman. You’re changing my life.”
“I’m glad I can do something for you. You’ve already changed mine. You saved me.”
“You saved yourself. You’re the strongest woman I know.”
“Babe,” I say. I don’t know where that came from. “Let’s eat.” I say.
“I like that.” He has a huge smile on his face.
“What?”
“You calling me babe. It means I’m more to you.” His smiles hasn’t faded.
“Hawk, you know you are.” I’m reading the menu and recognize everything on the menu. I do speak French and studied this food. I see something on the menu that raises a question though.
“Hawk, who’s the owner or chef of this restaurant?” I ask.
“I don’t know why?”
“I think I might know them.”
“Why is that?” he asks curiously.
“There’s something on the menu that I’ve only see one other time in my life and its creator was my friend.”
“We can ask the waiter when he comes around.”
I’m so curious. I learned how to cook from a man named Jean Luke. He would make these cream puffs and call them Jiggly Puffs. He taught me everything I know about cooking French food and he was obsessed with Japanese Anime.
“Hannah, how long did you spend in France learning to cook?”
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sp; “I spent a year in France and a year in Italy. Best time of my life.”
“Do you ever want to open your own restaurant?”
“Maybe in the future but right now I’m just trying to learn how to live again.”
“I think it would be amazing. I looked up what it meant to have a Michelin star and wow is all I have to say. It’s an accomplishment and it’s one that you have Hannah. I’m lucky I get to eat your cooking and even luckier that you have allowed me into your life.”
“I’m lucky I get to have sex with you.”
Hawk lets out a guttural laugh. Our waiter comes over and takes our orders.
“Oh, excuse me, I was wondering if you could tell me who the chef is?”
“It’s Chef Jean Luke Miss,” the waiter says in a French accent.
“Does he ever come out to visit patrons?” I ask him in French. He replies to me that he does. I ask him to tell the chef that Hannah Hayes is here. The waiter leaves.
Hawk does a double take and his jaw drops. “Fuck me. You’re going to have to talk dirty to me in that later.”
“Hawk!”
“I’m serious, I didn’t know you spoke French.”
“I do, I also speak Italian and Spanish.”
“What did you ask him?”
“I asked if he could ask the chef to come out and visit with us. I’m pretty sure my mentor is running this restaurant.” I’m so excited to see Jean Luke if it is really him.
Hawk and I spend 15 minutes chatting with one another and drinking wine.
“This wine is so delicious. I’ll have to get a bottle to take home some time.”
“It’s fucking good and I rarely drink wine. I’m more of a whiskey and beer man.” He’s playing with his wine glass spinning it from the stem.
“Wine can be mellow and pairs well with so many things. This one just tickles my tongue.”
“Hannah?” I hear my name called in a French accent. I turn my head towards the person.
“Jean Luke!” I yelp. I stand and rush to give him a hug.
“Hannah, my dear. What are you doing here?”
“Jean Luke, this is my special friend Thomas Gunner but we call him Hawk. He brought me here in hopes of exposing me to some delicious French cuisine. He chose right. I didn’t know you were in the U.S Jean Luke.”
Hawk stands and shakes his hand.
“You have a nice restaurant here.”
“Thank you my friend. Hannah, I fell in love with a woman and she brought me here. You know me always a romantic,” he says in his thick French accent.
“Did you finally get married?”
“No, the stupid woman left me but I stayed here. This is my 3rd restaurant in the U.S.”
“You’re doing so well, I’m so glad to be here.”
“How did you know it was me Hannah?”
“Jiggly Puff, Jean Luke. Anyone who knows you would be able to figure that out,” I reply.
“Tell me, what did you two order?” Jean Luke asks our food order. We tell him and he changes everything we ordered. He also moves our seats to a more private area with an even better view. Hawk and I enjoy our meals and Jean Luke attends to our every need.
“That was one of the best meals I’ve ever had,” Hawk says leaning back and patting his stomach.
“It really was delicious. Jean Luke knows his food. I learned from the best.”
“Wait, you know how to cook meals like this?”
“She sure does, even better than me. She won two Michelin stars for her cooking,” Jean Luke interjects as he takes a seat with us. We finished our meals and are just sitting in gluttonous euphoria from the best French food.
“I could never be as good as him,” I say.
“That’s bull shit you and you know it. Hannah was the best and most favorite student that I had. Everything came natural to her. She only needed guidance, you know,” Jean Luke says in his thick French accent.
“I’ve tried some of her croissants and they are delicious. Jean Luke, you’re a fantastic chef. I will recommend you to everyone,” Hawk says.
“Thank you my friend. I appreciate the compliment. I congratulate you on capturing a wonderful woman. I was waiting for the day Hannah would have a good man. I always tried to have my chance with her but I preferred to teach her and have her as my friend.”
Hawk stands and comes over to me and offers me his arm to help me stand. “Thank you again. We have plans waiting for us back home. I appreciate the delicious meal.”
“Thank you again Jean Luke. I promise to be back and we can cook together again. The food was lovely as always.”
“It was so good to see you. Don’t be a stranger as you Americans say. We must cook together. I will allow you to use my restaurant if you wish to cook again in a kitchen. Everyone would love it.”
Right at the moment the hostess comes by and hands Jean Luke a bag and walks away. He grabs it and walks us out. We make it to the front desk and pause.
“Here, a gift for you.”
I grab the bag and open it. “Jean Luke, you shouldn’t have. This bottle of wine is expensive. I don’t know how to repay you.”
“You never have to repay me. Keep in touch, okay? Thomas, take care of her. She’s special to me.”
Hawk extends his hand out to shake. “Will do, man. Thank you for the wine and food again. It was nice meeting you.”
I give him one more hug before leaving. Hawk escorts me out with a protective hand on my lower back. The valet is ready with our car when we exit. We have a quiet ride back to his penthouse apartment. I lean against Hawk as we ride up the elevator.
He leans down and kisses me on the head. “You tired, baby?”
“A little. I feel like I need a shower and sleep. The wine is relaxing me.”
“I liked meeting your friend.”
“Jean Luke is a good guy.”
“Did you guys ever hook up?”
“Hawk! Where did that come from?”
“I just got the feeling that he had something for you in the past.”
“No. We never hook up or kiss or anything. He respects me too much as a colleague.”
“Good. I don’t like thinking about other men fucking you.”
“You realize you aren’t the only man I’ve slept with?” I reply.
“How many?”
I can’t believe he’s asking me this. What’s gotten into him? “Hawk, that’s not a good question.”
“Is it over 100?”
“No! It’s not over 100. What kind of time do you think I have?” I chuckle.
“Well, if it’s not over 100, I don’t care.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t like the idea of 100 men fucking you. I don’t want to be one of 100.”
“Babe, can we not talk about my sex life? It’s super complicated and I don’t think it’s important. Is it that important to you, Hawk?” I ask looking up at him and focus on his eyes.
“No, it’s not.” The elevator dings and Hawk and I walk out. I walk towards the kitchen to put the wine away.
“I’m so happy he gave us this wine. I can’t believe he just cultivated it. There’s no name for it yet. It’s so good. I could drink bottles of this on my own.” Hawk is just staring at me from the couch as I walk around the kitchen in excitement.
“Baby, why don’t you come over and relax?”
“Coming. Just grabbing some water. Do you want anything?”
“Just you.”
I walk over and Hawk is sitting on the couch with his shirt untucked and unbuttoned. His abs are peaking out.
“Whoa,” I accidently let slip. He looks superhot.
I stand in front of him and he rests his head on my stomach while grabbing my ass. He runs his hands up my legs and under my dress.
“What’s this?” he says as he feels for the lingerie I’m wearing.
“Underwear,” I reply.
/> He lifts the dress up and puts his head under.
“Shit. Baby, this is sexy.” He breathes against my vag. He rips my dress off and leaves me in my lingerie.
“Hawk, you ruined the dress.” I say upset. “I really liked that dress.” I did to. I’ve never owned something like that.
“I’ll buy you 10 more,” he says kissing my stomach.
Chapter 21
Hawk
“Fuck me. I need to be inside you right now,” I say. Hannah’s wearing beautiful sexy lingerie. It’s got me so fucking hard. I grab her and pull her towards me and have her straddle my lap. I unzip my pants and pull my cock out. Hannah takes over and lowers her pussy onto my dick. She’s always wet and ready for me.
“Damn, that feels too good, Hawk.”
“Take what you need, baby. Fuck me,” I reply. I hold her hips steady as she rides me. She rides me until she orgasms multiple times. I haven’t cum yet. I want her to take what she needs from me, and then I’ll come.
We start making out passionately while I’m still inside her. She isn’t moving up and down, just grinding against me. It’s driving me insane.
We break apart. “Baby, I’m going to blow if you keep this up,” I say.
“Good,” is all she manages to get out. Hannah grips my chest and scratches me lightly. Not enough to leave a mark. It’s a different sensation that sends a pang down to my balls. She starts picking up the pace and I can feel her pussy gripping. She’s going to orgasm again; I can feel it. She has a flush of red creeping up her breasts to her chest.
“Ah fuck, you’re going to ruin me. I’m going to cum. Cum for me Hannah,” I say holding her tighter against me and kissing her deep. As soon as I kiss her, she cums and lets out a guttural moan. I can’t help myself and moan out. My legs spasms a little as she continues to move a little.
“Shit. I’ve never experienced something like that before,” Hannah says.
“Well, get used to it,” I say breathing heavily. “I feel like you fucked my soul, baby.” I say as I rub my hands up and down her back. Hannah is resting her head in the crook of my neck and shoulder. “You ready for bed?”
“Yeah, but I need a shower first,” she says as she gets up off of me. My dick falls out of her along with my cum. “That’s a lot of cum, Hawk.” Her face is surprised.
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